Broken Arms

Emanation With insidious harmony raped Here we come, beloved mother Now we are the end Incarnation We are to die in sin To die, die as the virtues That no longer withstand Incarnation We are to fly within To fly as the souls Who no longer amend Repetition The great winter fires burn Flames of might Through gates of demonic light Disintegration We live as we die And we're alive - we're so alive In their broken arms With our broken hearts We really went there Now we really are there